The pain that upon my heart was wrought
Was something that was not sought...

My heart was scattered
Pieces on the floor...

I am muting life
So life can mute me...

Night, what a scary time
A time when...

You are the balm
To my wandering soul...

On that fateful day
It was horrible to say...

My mind yearning
Chasing the craving...

Day is fading it softly bows
The ghostly whispers rise somehow...

The pain upon my heart was carved
A wound I never sought or starved...

Will I ever find
True Love...

I am muting life it’s muting me
Echoes bounce where no one sees...

My heart is on fire
What do I do...